Prends garde aux ides de mars.
C'est un récit conté par un idiot, plein de bruit et de fureur, et qui ne signifie rien.
Il y a peu à choisir entre des pommes pourries.
Je ne te connais pas, vieil homme. Mets-toi à tes prières ! Que les cheveux blancs siéent mal à un fou et à un bouffon !
La pensée est l'esclave de la vie, et la vie est le fou du temps…
Des mots, des mots, des mots.
Le Temps, monseigneur, a sur le dos un sac où ce monstre géant d'ingratitude enfouit sans cesse des aumônes pour l'oubli.
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